The Idealist

don’t call me 

a martyr 

I work off 

the clock

  

not that 

holy 

I fight myself 

to a draw 

and if I could just 

forget 

close my eyes 

to the rest 

I wouldn’t get 

so upset 

I might 

even relax 

tried 

meditation 

couldn’t get 

there 

too much 

information 

the evil 

is real 

stuck 

in this situation 

I made it 

myself  

when I smell 

something burning 

I just 

have to check 

you’re 

a realist 

you sleep 

with anyone 

Idealists 

count mistakes 

no one 

else counts